"thump!"
Gao Yuan's body fell heavily on the ring again.
He can't remember how many times he failed.
Although the Immortal Divine Body is strong, it can be called the strongest defense, but it is not without flaws.
No matter how powerful the healing power is, there are limits.
Once this limit is broken, then Gao Yuan's immortal divine body will be devastated, and it may fall, or it may completely lose the immortal divine body and become a waste.
In fact, Gao Yuan knows this very well.
But in his mind, the mission that the old prince explained has been echoing all the time.
Hold Qi Hong as much as possible, buy more time, and wait for Ye Fan to return!
"I... will never admit defeat!"
Although Gao Yuan's body was broken, he still clenched his teeth.
"Huh! I didn't expect this prince to meet someone like you. If so, let's continue playing with you!"
Qi Hong was not in a hurry, the Wuhuangdao in his hand was now turned into a butcher knife, slashing at Gao Yuan's body continuously.
Every time after the effect of the Immortal Divine Body was exerted, he would drop his sword. As a result, the Immortal Divine Body was constantly being hit hard and was approaching its limit.
"What is Qi Hong doing? How do you feel weird!"
"Yeah, he doesn't seem to want to end the game very quickly, he is torturing Gao Yuan!"
"He deliberately kept'killing' Gao Yuan and then let him recover. This has been going on for dozens of times, it's too exaggerated!"
The monks below all felt the weirdness of things. Although the Immortal Divine Body was powerful, it was not Qi Hong's opponent at all. Any such power body against the sky must have its limits.
Therefore, Qi Hong is looking for this limit, and at the same time enjoying the feeling of "killing" Gao Yuan again and again, which is terrifying.
"Hahaha, Gao Yuan, I'm so unhappy, I have been killed again and again, and then resurrected. This is really a good game!"
Qi Hong sneered at Gao Yuan and stomped his face with his feet.
"Qi Hong, you bastard, come on, come and kill me again!"
Gao Yuan understood that he could not hold on for long, but for the sake of Daxia, he still had to hold on.
"Since you are so stubborn, go ahead!"
Facing Gao Yuan's swearing will, Qi Hong only sneered slightly, and then Wuhuangdao shot again.
"Stab! Stab! Stab!"
Countless knives slashed at Gao Yuan's body, even the immortal divine body could not bear it.
"Ah!"
Gao Yuan's painful roar resounded through the sky, making everyone's hearts tremble.
"This, this is terrible."
"Keep repeating the process of being killed, Qi Hong is really ruthless!"
"Gao Yuan is really an iron-headed baby, and he is still supporting it!"
Many monks couldn't stand it anymore, and some even asked to stop the competition.
But this is a contest of the God Tablet Festival, as long as it starts, no one can stop it.
"Gao Yuan, this prince sees how long you can hold on!"
Qi Hong flew up and swung his Wuhuang sword across the air.
At the same time, the angry dragon spear, the sword of the sword, and the empty dragon halberd were sacrificed at the same time, and countless swords and shadows, carrying the force of destroying the dry and decayed, were strongly suppressed.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The powerful bombing might instantly invalidate Gao Yuan's immortal body, and his body was severely injured.
"what!"
Finally, Gao Yuan couldn't hold on anymore, his head tilted and fainted.
So far, he has been "killed" by Qi Hong ninety-nine times!
What a pain it is, it is like entering purgatory.
But at this moment, everyone was impressed by Gao Yuan's resilience.
Although he is defeated, he is glorious!
...
"If it weren't for the regulations of the God Tablet Festival, Gao Yuan, if you angered me, I would kill you personally!"
Qi Hong came over, stepped on Gao Yuan's face again, and kicked him out of the ring.
"This prince is victorious again, Daxia, who else will you challenge?"
He looked at the position of Daxia's team and saw Shang Bin at a glance.
Hit by this sharp gaze, Shang Bin was like a frightened bird, his body trembling constantly.
"In this battle, Qi Hong of the Dawu Dynasty won, and the Daxia Dynasty, who do you send to continue the fight?"
Ao Zhan looked in the direction of the Daxia Dynasty team and asked.
"We still have a monk, Shang Bin!" said the old prince.
"Okay, come up and fight!"
"immediately!"
The old prince walked to Shang Bin's position. At this moment, Gao Yuan had been lifted down, with blood stains all over his body.
"No! I won't go, I give up, I don't want to die..."
Shang Bin kept backing up at the time, and the scene of Gao Yuan being tortured and killed by Qi Hong is still vivid. He doesn't want to be tortured by Qi Hong like Gao Yuan.
"Shangbin, what are you doing, do you want to shrink back? Have you forgotten that you are our Daxia fighter?!"
Seeing Shang Bin's timid appearance, the old prince hated iron for not making steel, and was furious.
"Old prince, I did represent Daxia, but you have all seen that Qi Hong is too terrifying, what use is it for me to go up? It's just to be tortured and killed! I want to save my strength and participate in the next God Tablet Festival! Now, didn’t you always admire Ye Fan before, now look for him, look for him!"
Shang Bin's words made everyone angry, especially Princess Nishang, who just saw Gao Yuan fighting for Da Xia to the last drop of blood, and now Shang Bin is actually in fear of the battle, which has lost Da Xia's face.
At the same time, Tianjiao of other dynasties also discovered the movement here.
"Hahaha, have you all seen it?"
"That guy is so afraid of fighting to such an extent, how could Daxia have such a timid monk!"
"I heard that he is the son of Dingguo Daxia, it's a joke!"
...
All kinds of sarcasm resounded throughout the audience.
This scene made the old princes and the princesses extremely angry.
For this last battle, the prince Qin Xuance did not hesitate to spend his life, and now he is unconscious.
The neon dress princess sacrifices to the ancestral emperor mirror, consumes blood and summons the ancestral emperor heroic spirit.
Gao Yuan was "killed" ninety-nine times by Qi Hong.
Now, Shang Bin actually cowered, shame all Daxia's face.
"Shang Bin, you bastard, this princess orders you to fight now!"
"Princess, I..."
Shang Bin also knew that his actions had brought great shame to Da Xia, but he was now entangled in his heart and really didn't want to be abused by Qi Hong.
"Shang Bin, you are the son of Lord Dingguo! Are you going to shame your family? Go on stage and fight, this is what you should do!"
The old prince also knew about Shangbin's difficulties, but he had to hold on at this moment, because this was a big matter related to Daxia's luck.
"Shang... Shangbin, don't give up, don't..."
At this time, Gao Yuan lying on the ground stretched out his hand and waved at Shang Bin.
"I……"
When things reached this point, Shang Bin knew that he couldn't stop playing.
"Well, I, I'll go!"
Shang Bin walked slowly to the top of the ring.
"Boy, you dare to come up, really surprised me!"
Qi Hong laughed. He also saw the farce on Daxia just now, which made him feel very funny.
"Qi Hong, what are you laughing at, I am the son of Dingguo Daxia, my strength is not something you can underestimate."
Shang Bin had lost his face just now. Now that he has come up, he is of course looking for a place to get back. He can't get away anyway.
"Oh? Your strength? Hahaha, of course I know, you are Daxia's weakest existence, Dingguo's silly son! In the previous mood assessment, you only held on for a minute, and you didn't scare you! Because of you, you don't deserve to fight on the same stage with me, but there is no way, this is the arrangement of the God Tablet Festival!" Qi Hong said coldly.
"You... how dare you look down on me?!"
Being so humiliated, even Shang Bin, who was as timid as a mouse, was extremely angry in his heart.
He mobilized his internal energy and wanted to carry out a sneak attack when Qi Hong was unprepared, but he had forgotten how powerful Qi Hong's perception was.
"court death!"
Just as Shang Bin was about to make a move, Qi Hong suddenly stared at the front with cold eyes, and the tiger's body was shocked.
"boom!"
A surging majestic king's might rushed from Qi Hong's body, like a mountain torrent and a tsunami, pressing on Shangbin.
In an instant, Shang Bin seemed to be petrified, and he didn't even have the strength to move his little finger.
